I don't know how to say this, but skiing has gotten really scary. With all that technology has delivered to this revolution, skiing has become insanely easy. I can rip a forest at GS speeds and arcs without even needing to open my mouth to breathe. It's like sitting on the couch it's so damn easy. It used to be different. Harder to get after.
10 years ago I stopped competing in BM events. I got hurt, many times, and inherited the fear of falling. I don't fear that anymore. I fear dying. I swear to god I am hauling ass in terrain that used to require billy-goat punches and a reality check. I just drift by on my fatties like it's Tuesday night at Bub's.
Go-Pros enter our world. Suddenly all my bros are pimping POV footage like it's still Tuesday. And with that comes hoards of- Holy shit, he's dead. Every year for the last 10 years has delivered to me a story of 1, 2 or 3 people that I actually know dying doing what I do on Tuesday, for fun.
Everyone is like - Go for it! Live your life! Get stoked!
Seriously? 50 years ago there were a few guys hanging it out there. Now- EVERYONE is getting after it because it's so fucking easy. Then nature happens, avalanches hit and the ski world is like- Oh, yeah, be careful too.
I never knew before I quit competing how dangerous my lifestyle was. When I used to compete there were no digital cameras. No YouTube. People weren't spreading the word like they can now. It was different. People that died were simply statistics. Now they're my friends because I hear their stories.
This is the same shit it has ever been. But now we keep in touch, connect, and hear about people dying doing what we do every day. The only thing that changed is that now we hear about it. And it's fucking scary. Skiing is way more real than it ever has been.
Shit Happens. Yeah- now we hear about it, too.